In keeping the monster theme so prevalent here, I’d say if this were a B monster movie it would be billed as “The Ramones Meet Chuck Berry.” And I’m talking here about Chuck Berry the musician and not Chuck Berry the toilet bowl cinematographer, though the latter might make for a more interesting monster movie. Anyways, this is bouncy, good-time stuff, roughly similar to a band like the Groovie Ghoulies. And though it might pretend that it’s “hate rock,” it’s so damn affable it’s hard not to like it at least a little bit.
–aphid (Eugene)